Ron didn't even try to hide the relief. "Nothing wrong with the wine, bread and you. It was the poetry readings I was a bit leery of. One of my teammates in Oz went on and on about this romantic picnic her bloke took her on, and there were readings involved. Love you as I do, that's not quite my thing." Grinning widely, he leaned in to peck her cheek and his hold on her tightened for a moment.
"I think it sounds perfect, love. Much as I love the peanut, we need some 'us' time, too, I think."